Because of how things get lost. This antological problem ( Read more... )

...You ruled,
Still having the rubber lung capacity of a child, that if you held your breath for the length of a bridge it would stay a bridge. water's passage. it was easy, you could bend anything then. And now, here you are, twenty-five, barely at the halfway-mark of the ironworker's memorial, red-faced, doomed.

we put down the note and lean back. imagine the blank grey sky that filled your empty eyes, your last and lasting stare. still. breaths are light. minds are empty. we gaze at nothing. the 20th century glows violently like a vibrant jewel, a hard little nugget of history in the warm wet palm of our hand.

a skull is thin and hard. our human foundations snap quite easily and decay. we saw you lying on that rock. your hair was grey, your coat was grey. the rock was grey. you were looking up. you were seeing a flat grey sky ( Read more... )

of course, of course. because the owner of the advanced ego does not always possess the highly driven need to pump herself up and achieve! achieve! achieve! she does not have the instinctive need to proclaim: i did this, i shit here, i sang there, i made this, and more importantly, i left it for you to see that i am strong and capable of ever ( Read more... )

Lot's wife turned to salt ( Read more... )

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